Time to tidy up

This only happens once a month here.  My trophy wife is able to make it over from her place to my place and we can see each other.  She gets two weekends off a month, so one weekend I go over, and the other she comes here.  That means I have to clean.  My apartment doesn’t realize I’m married, so it tries its best to look like a bachelor lives here.  I have to whip it into place.

Of course, I’m never too thrilled to clean, but once I get started, I go for a while.  That probably means I should quit stalling on this blog and make my place presentable.